My mouth fell open.“Uh, I’d love to. But, maybe another time. I need to keep an eye on her. She’s new.” I babbled.“Well, isn’t that sweet....Maybe another time when you’re not babysitting.” Raven rolled her eyes and stood up.I watched as she turned around. I let out a big sigh as I stared at her ass for a moment, then grabbed the shot glasses and water bottles and returned to where I’d left Kayla.She was chatting with a man who smelled like a human. It took me all of a second to figure out that. Some inspiration had me ask Ferry if he wanted another challenge. I wanted someone to create an organization called the "Veterans of Defiance Bridge." The holder of the command position would supervise the construction of a building for the organization and run it. Warriors and healers present at the battle would receive membership in the private club and the estate would cover the cost of the building and operation of the organization. In the privacy of the club the survivors could eat, drink. .. hee hee... harvesting it! I told him to do that, as I wanted it to stay fresh. You could call it freeze-dried cum!" She giggled. "All you gotta do is nuke it to thaw it out a bit. Ha ha!"Carol laughed. "Mavie, you're one hot pistol! But what the fuck... " She unscrewed the jar's cap, tossed it on the coffee table, got up, and headed toward the kitchen. A few minutes later, she returned. Mavis noticed the cum in the jar was bubbling slightly. Mavis reached out, and touched the jar. It was. After a few days Frank was feeling happier telling Anne she could call him 'Trigger', on asking why he told her she should know after the Strip Poker night years back. It appears that getting a hand job off Anne had been the highpoint of his life and then we got the story of his wife Beckie not being in to sex much and he needed it a couple of times a week and he was always horny. One afternoon in the second week we were out by the pool and Frank was looking at Anne in her bikini, I swear it.